The trance of the circus

Last night I went and jammed with the local Circus and Fire-eaters club in the university's hall. The people there were great, always ready to show and teach what they know, helping out if I screwed up and showing me what I was doing wrong.

Eventually I did my own thing with a staff, spinning it, throwing it, rolling it around my body. They had some really trippy music playing over the speakers and I got into a really good rhythm.

Maybe I was because I had been doing it for a while or maybe it was a combination of the music and very faint waft of weed in the hall, but eventually I started to do all my stuff with my eyes closed. I became intensely aware of the music and the staff flowing along and around my body.

I couldn't see anything except for the reddish pink of my eyelids and then I realised that I had been jamming for ages with my eyes open but my eyes rolled up so you could only see the whites of my eyes.

When I finally slowed down, I realised that someone had stopped the music and loads of people were just staring at me. It was the single most embarrassing moment of my entire life, but that feeling, that trance was also the single best feeling I've ever had.

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